Thursday evening
a little before 8 pm
I got
the call.
The one that no one
wants to get.
Someone you love
has a medical emergency.
It was Mr. Wayside Treasure's boss
on the phone.
Hubby had passed out.
Cold.
On the cement floor
beside his machine.
Upright one minute
Flat on the floor
the next.
Co-workers ran
to his aid.
Waited with him
until he came to.
Calling his name.
Over and over.
EMS came.
Then off to the
hospital.
You know
that place
where they poke
you with needles,
ask you tons of questions
and try to figure out
what's wrong.
They poked
and
poked
and poked
some more.
No veins to be found.
They kept poking
over and over
and
over and over
and
over and over
again...
{not exaggerating}
One nurse
Two nurses
Three nurses
Four...
Fourth one
brought down
from
ICU
She got blood.
Finally.
Severely dehydrated.
Potassium very low.
{from losing so much fluid from
being sick}
Home?
Nope.
Nope.
We want to admit him.
ugh!
double ugh!
double ugh!
Pumped him with
fluids
and potassium.
Forgot to tell him that
potassium
is very painful
as it drips in.
Extremely painful!
"Feels like someone
scooping out my arm
with an ice cream
scoop painful!"
I went after and
found a nurse.
She slowed it
down
so it was tolerable.
Almost.
My eyes were barely
staying open.
I headed home
for some rest.
Rest did not come.
Don't know why I tried.
Don't know why I tried.
A few hours later.
Back to hospital.
Up to his room.
More poking
and prodding.
Veins did not cooperate.
So many nurses.
We laughed our
way through.
most of the time.
What else
can you
do?!
I told them,
"he would not make
a good
blood donor".
They agreed.
No blood
draw
the usual way.
Not working.
Put in a Pic line.
That will work!
Did not work.
They said they
have never known
it not to work.
Teeniest amount of
blood
finally
in the tube
after four more
nurses
tried.
It clotted
immediately.
Couldn't use it.
Over and over...
quite an ordeal.
Then, it clotted in
the syringe.
huh? what?
We have never
seen this before.
Again, teeniest amount
of blood drawn.
Nurse:
I am literally
running this
down to
the lab
before it clots!
Relief...
for a bit.
Minutes later
Two more nurses..
"we are going
to draw
your blood."
Seriously?
You are kidding!
Won't work.
It worked!
No problem!
"Where were you
hours ago?"
I brought him
HOME
about 5 pm
Friday.
He is so
thankful to be
back
HOME.
Sore tailbone
and
bit his lip
from his
close-up encounter
with the
floor.
Sore tailbone
and
bit his lip
from his
close-up encounter
with the
floor.
Bruised
and
battered,
but
HOME!
Thank you God!
{he is back to work today
after a restful weekend}
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